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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

A Flavorite Story

There was a girl named Christina with bouncing smooth, silky, thick cherry, red hair.  Her eyes were pure blue with crystals about like hands on a clock.  She was from Sunshine, Florida.  She was up in New York at this time.  She was all bouncy, year was 1900.  She had on a green dress and pale green bonnet and stared into the clear open.  "Judie," she said in her "rich" voice.  "Dear!"  She was 3 years younger and followed behind out in the wide opened.

Just as they went a bit further, a man in yeller came.  "Gals! Wait up!"  He as like a knight in shining errmor (armor.)  Then interrupted a more mature lady, "Hello!!"  "Hello!!"  Heavy clouds came over.  "Girls!" said the gentleman. "You have a place to go?"  "No!" said Chris..  So, the fair maiden took her arm and pulled her in naturally by the waist.  The man picked up the little girl.  They went over to a carriage at long last and rode off into the sunset, storm clouds behind.